My hubby went behind my back and bought me this Twilight poster and framed it and hung it in our bedroom. He told me that he bought me a gift and I had to find it. When I found it I ran down stairs and kissed him and told him thank you. I did not thank him for the poster as much as I thanked him for loving me so much as to care about the things I love, even when they mean nothing to him.
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